Chapter 974 – Golden Immortal Descends

　　As the words fell, the three figures swayed and crashed into the blood-colored world.

　　As one of the figures lightly lifted his palm, a giant seal rose up into the sky, rapidly enlarging, and in an instant, it covered the entire sky, just like a mountain surrounded by Immortal qi, rolled with terrifying might, and slammed down!

　　Dang–!

　　The moment this giant seal smashed down, the roar resounded through the clouds, hundreds of corpse beasts were crushed into blood mist, not even able to send out a wail, then dissolved in the air.

　　At the same time, the earth of the High Heavenly Plains shook violently, and a dense gully spread rapidly from the center of the giant seal, engulfing the surrounding palaces and temples.

　　In a flash, the sky collapsed.

　　On the other side, a figure like a shocking shadow broke into the roaring group of corpse beasts, a Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and from the hem of his wide sleeves, an ancient scroll flew out.

　　His fingertips lightly point, the scroll will be suspended in the void above, quickly extended, a magnificent mountain peaks intertwined with the rushing river, composed of a magnificent river and mountain, with a flash of golden aura bloomed, the terrifying suction force from the scroll out.

　　The waves of corpses and beasts spread over the broken earth were rolled backward into the sky like chickens, flying into that ancient scroll and disappearing without a trace.

　　After these two figures struck out, the surging mass of corpse beasts was instantly torn out of its hideous gaps, and they, which were spread all over the High Heavenly Plains, were hastily obliterated and routed.

　　The earth roared and divine power swept through.

　　Above the shattered earth, Lin Qiye’s three people were sitting in the tiny battery-operated vehicle, traveling between the roiling spells and corpse beasts since, their mouths wide open in shock.

　　”These three are ……” Wang Mian opened his mouth in a daze.

　　Lin Qiye was about to open his mouth to say something when, on the distant earth, a figure clad in a green-colored Taoist robe with a sword in his hand was pacing amongst the collapsing mass of corpse beasts and walking towards them.

　　Lu Wuwei immediately pulled down the brakes.

　　The Daoist figure stood in front of the car, a ray of sword light surrounded the area, churning all the roaring corpse beasts around them into pieces, blood raining down as his gaze landed on Lin Qiye’s body and he slowly opened his mouth:

　　”You, are Lin Qiye?”

　　Lin Qiye was stunned.

　　”Yes, you are …….”

　　”Poverty Taoist Yuding.” The Daoist reached out and bowed, saying with a smile, “My disciple has been indebted to you for taking care of him all these years.”

　　Jade Tripod?

　　It was the Jade Tripod Realist from the Twelve Golden Immortals?

　　Lin Qiye’s mind instantly flashed through the information represented by this name, and his eyes were filled with shock.

　　If this one in front of him is the Twelve Golden Immortals, then the identities of the other two figures are also calling out …… If Lin Qiye hadn’t guessed correctly, the one holding the Seal of the Heavenly Palace should be Guangchengzi, who is also a member of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the one holding the Mountain River and Jigong Diagram is the rumored Taiyi Realist.

　　Jade Tripod, Tai Yi, Guang Cheng Zi ……

　　The Great Summer Gods, all of them had indeed returned from reincarnation!

　　Only, why would they appear in the High Heavenly Plains?

　　”Your disciple?” Lin Qiye had just regained his senses from the shock of the identity of the one in front of him, when he fell into a daze.

　　If he remembered correctly, wasn’t Yang Jian the disciple of the mythical Jade Tripod Master?

　　Yang Jian, when did he take care of him?

　　Seeing Lin Qiye’s bewildered face, Realist Jade Tripod smiled slightly and shook his head, holding his sword as he calmly walked towards the back of the battery car.

　　”Let’s go, Heavenly Father is still waiting for you outside……. The rest of the matter, leave it to us.”

　　The Jade Tripod Realist’s figure dissipated in the trio’s field of vision, Lu Wuwei raised an eyebrow and twisted the handle once again, driving along the bloody path that the Jade Tripod Realist had killed, speeding towards the broken Gate of Reception’s.

　　The Jade Cauldron Realist calmly traveled between the corpse beasts that kept coming, the sword in his hand gently trembled, and a flash of a heavenly sword aura poured out, blossoming underneath the blood-colored sky.

　　In an instant, thousands of corpse beasts within five kilometers in front of him were simultaneously cut to pieces!

　　Pieces of flesh and blood mixed with spattered blood rolled to the ground with a grunt, and he stepped through the pool of blood with his sword, the green Daoist robe on his body, as well as the blade of the sword in his hand, were not stained with a single trace of blood.

　　Roar–!

　　A low roar came from the front, and Realist Yuding’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up.

　　Only to see that at the other end of the horizon, the Corpse God that had been birthed from within the body of Suzaku-no-Man was standing on top of the hill piled up by the other divine corpses, roaring hideously as a terrifying tidal wave of divine power spread outwards crazily.

　　Its hollow eyes stared straight at the tiny Jade Tripod Realist at its feet, killing intent revealed.

　　The Jade Cauldron Realist slowly stopped in its tracks.

　　Thud!

　　Only hearing a muffled sound, that Corpse God then leapt up from the distance, crashing down in front of the Jade Tripod Reality, his huge body like a small mountain crushing the land underneath him, and the whistling gale swept through, blowing the black hair of the Jade Tripod Reality up.

　　A silhouette of the ocean coalesced around him.

　　The Corpse God opened its hideous mouth, seemingly about to roar, but before the mouth could fully open, a sword blade swept through its body in an instant.

　　The Corpse God’s voice came to an abrupt end.

　　Its huge body was fixed on the ground, and after two seconds of stagnation, a thin line of blood emerged, and then the entire body was slowly cut in half along this line of blood.

　　Its upper body crashed to the ground with a loud bang, rolling up dust in the sky, and the Jade Cauldron Master stepped out from the smoke and dust with his sword in his hand, his eyes faintly sweeping the Corpse God’s torso:

　　”A pseudo-god condensed by filth, how dare you stop me?”

　　He snorted coldly, holding his sword in one hand as he continued to advance deeper into the High Heavenly Plains.

　　”You know Yang Jian?” On the car seat, Wang Mian asked in surprise.

　　”…… don’t recognize it.” Lin Qiye shook his head, his face full of bewilderment, “I’ve only seen him behead an Outer God from afar when I was in Cangnan, I’ve never crossed paths with the Great Summer Gods ……”

　　Except for Sun Wukong.

　　Lin Qiye secretly thought.

　　”How strange.” Wang Mian raised an eyebrow.

　　The battery car sped across the shattered earth, the three Golden Immortals behind them had already stirred up the High Heavenly Plains, and without the interference of those corporeal beasts, Lin Qiye and the others quickly drove out of the Gate of Reception in the car.

　　Lin Qiye and Wang Mian got out of Lu Wuwei’s car, which allowed them to get out of the crowded seats and let out a long sigh of relief.

　　”My order has been completed, you guys can return to Da Xia by yourselves, right?” Lu Wuwei touched the battery car with some heartache and turned his head to them.

　　”Can.” The two nodded at the same time.

　　”Then I’m leaving, it’ll take quite some time to drive back, I’ll see you in Daxia.”

　　Lu Wuwei waved his hand, put on his helmet, and rode his small electric bike, slowly disappearing at the end of the dilapidated street.

　　Lin Qiye and Wang Xiang glanced at each other and smiled helplessly, two figures, one gray and one red, walked side by side towards the distance.